
Another Friendship quotes
Many people will walk in and out your life, but only true friends will leave foodprints in your heart _ Eleanor Roosevelt
(*Many people will come in and out of your life, but only a true friend will leave a memorable imprint in your heart).
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The more the night the six of them talk the more familiar as the talk of young men and ordinary girls who discuss the latest gossip about their friends. It is no longer the talk of sultans and sultans who talk about business and money. Ella who does not know at all about who the members of the group of bisniman so a little much information as well.
Most of the information about how terrible they are in spending and squandering money easily. How can they easily earn money and profits too. It was as if they had a money tree. The amount of money that Ella thinks must be earned by saving for some time they can spend in one transaction only. There is no doubt to waste any amount of money for the achievement of what they want.
The men went on to spend the night playing around at the pool table. Have fun poking the billiard ball with occasional joking, joking and sipping their drinks. Luna also joined the group of men.
Somehow according to Ella's instinct the girl seemed to be trying to get close to Masrur. Seeking attention from the prince of Abu Dhabi. But unfortunately Masrurnya himself seemed unaware of the signal from Luna. Or maybe pretending to be insensitive? I don't know that only he and God know the truth.
Inevitably Ella became aware that these sultans also had their own burdens and problems in life. Everyone has their own problems. Perhaps these sultans were entrenched in wealth and had no economic difficulties at all.
But still there are always other problems that they have to solve in life. His name is alive too? Life is full of struggle. If you don't want to fight, don't live hehe. And we also have to remember the higher the tree eats the firmer the wind blows on it. The bigger a person is then the exam he faces is also getting heavier and more intense.
Call it Johanh whose engagement party was postponed because his fiancee who he said was sick. Luna whose love claps one hand and is unrequited towards Masrur. Masrur with his family did not seem to trust him completely to take control of the company. Jillia is still going to try to start a new company in her own name.
And Ardi...Well as if the problems and burdens of Ardi in the transition period of his company is not yet heavy enough. Double workload to take care of several companies at once. The burden of Ardi's mind still has to be added by thinking about his relationship with Ella which is rather complicated and until now has not found an exit point.
"Have you been with Ardi for a long time?" Jillia suddenly interrupted asking Ella. They're just sitting on the couch right now. Watching the other four friends play bilyards in the distance. Jillia had already ordered a few more cocktails for herself, and the rows of glasses were already lined up before her now. Colorfully beautiful. Looks like this crossbred chick is already intending to get drunk tonight.
"Not a year." Ella answered.
"What's it going so far?"
"meaning?" Ella was confused by Jillia's question this time.
"I'm sorry I asked you before, you're not from our class, are you?" Jillia. With graceful movements she drank out her glass of cocktail. "Have you been taken to Ardi's parents, to his family?"
"Already," Ella replied a little gloomily recalling her meeting with both of Ardi's parents.
"No need for a story it seems like I can guess what happened," jillia gulped the cocktail from her glass again. "I just want to take care of you, El. Our world is completely different. A world that is very difficult to reach by people outside of us. I'm not going to discuss your problems. But I'll try to set an example with my own story." Jillia paused for a moment, took a deep breath and gulped down her second cocktail glass.
"I thought after I got pregnant and had kids that my family would accept me. But I was too naive, I was wrong, El. They, my family, are turning me away. It's like a good name is worth more to them than I am to their child. They're angry, they think I've shamed the family's good name, kicked me out of the house." Jillia went back on, it seemed like she was a little drunk from drinking her three cocktail glasses earlier.
"I forced again to come with my boyfriend and give birth to our two children. But still many of my family always haunt our lives. We continue to be terrorized, even my girlfriend can't get a decent job. We were stressed, we were poor and ended up fighting a lot. Until finally my boyfriend is not strong with all the pressure. He left me and my son, just disappeared." Jillia was shedding tears at the corner of her eyes. The girl seemed to be trying hard to hold back her cries right now. Ella quickly gave the girl the tissue from her bag. Didn't expect a girl as beautiful and rich as Jillia to have such a heartbreaking love story.
"I have no choice but to live and raise my son. I finally decided to go back to my family. Fortunately they accepted me, they did not allow me to participate in the main company. But at least they're still giving me a chance with the new company I'm going to make. I want to prove that I can manage my own company. So that my whole family can accept and acknowledge me again." Jillia ended the story. Trying hard to wipe away the tears that were seeping on her cheeks. Ella could not bear to hear Jillia's story, trying to calm Jillia down by gently stroking her back.
Why would Jillia tell Ella her life story? Does he want to affirm that this love story between the sultan and the commoners is impossible to continue? Or does he just not want Ella and Ardi to take the wrong path like him? However, connecting with the wrong intention from the beginning will not end happily. Just like Jillia who forced to get pregnant first with her boyfriend, but still in the end did not get the blessing in the end. There are no shortcuts to their problems. There is only one solution, namely the blessing of both parents.
Ella gulped down her mocktail, soaking her throat which suddenly felt dull and dry. He also ate chocolate pudding on the table, for some reason the pudding tasted a bit bitter. A mixture of sweet and bitter into one. But Ella really needed a sweet treat now, to fix her troubled mood.
"Maybe your story could be different. Ardi is a good and responsible man unlike my weak boyfriend." Jillia tried to fix her makeup to cover up her crying scars. Wearing a thin powder around his eyes. "Ardi is not like most young sultans who play boy and crazy party. Even in the group was already famous anyone who the real gentleman and Ardi became one of them" Jillia lays out a red lipstick blushing to brighten her face.
"Not that I said Ardi never brought a girl, gathering, and drinking like gini you know. Honestly, clubbing and gini-rich gathering has become our daily food. All men and even women of our class often do it even if only for formality." This time Jillia opens the other side of Ardi Pradana that Ella does not know.
Ella was silent and thought for a moment. Ardi is good at kissing, I don't know how many women he had kissed before Ella. Her ex-boyfriends or just beautiful women who accompany her in bars and clubs like this. And again, Ardi also looks resistant enough to drink drinks that contain alcohol. The real evidence of him also often drinking liquor at events like this or other official parties.
Somehow Ella's feelings became a little emotional, angry and turbulent to hear it. Hearing Ardi was not as good and perfect as Ella had thought before. Are there still many other sides of Ardi that Ella does not know?... Ella felt her body getting heated up and her gaze a little blurred, her head feeling very heavy.
Hurry Ella picked up a glass of drink in front of her at the table and just gulped it straight away. Sipped until the drink runs out in his glass. Ella was surprised that the taste of the drink was different from the free alcohol mocktail miniman she drank. Ella was drinking wrong. What he drank just now wasn't a mocktail. Instead he drank an alcoholic cocktail that belonged to whoever was at the table.
Of course Ella's condition did not get better after drinking the cocktail earlier. Even his head was getting heavy and swirling. His whole body also felt very hot and sultry. His sweat began to pour profusely and his breathing was as if panting. It's like a fever person. So you think this is drunk? It feels much more uncomfortable than a drunk vehicle.
"Els? Ella's? Are you Ok?" Jillia was confused to see Ella who seemed to be heavily drunk. Patting her cheeks Ella slowly reddened and heated up so drunk. The girl only looks crumpled and murmured indistinctly.
"Hey, Ardi. Stop playing the billards. Your girl's drunk like this." Jillia called out to Ardi in a slight panic.
"Ella? Drunken?" Ardi asked in shock with a hint of astonishment and worry. Quickly move to approach Ella on the sofa earlier.
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